12.12.17
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Fail (an acrostic poem)

Fortune shined on Kelly as it did every day

Almost as if karma didn’t care how she treated others

It was dollar bills in her pocket for every pissed of human she dealt with

Losing ones’ self in the meantime didn’t seem so bad

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